"Ugh, it got on my face!"
"Aha! It went flying—pfft!"
The first spurt of semen landed on Miki's face, which was right near the glans.
Miki grimaced, while Matsuri gleefully showed off the semen on her hand, looking delighted.
Miki pulled out several tissues, wiping her face while grumbling in annoyance.
"Ugh, why did you just come without warning? Didn't I tell you to let me know beforehand?"
"S-sorry... I couldn't hold back when it happened so suddenly."
"And Matsuri-chan! You're pumping so vigorously!"
"Why? It's fine. The more that comes out, the better."
In contrast to my own self-consciousness, Matsuri looked utterly unconcerned, her expression completely nonchalant.
Miki, completely ignoring her previous demeanor, grinned widely and looked up at me.
"Hey, hey, did Matsuri's shi-shi-shi feel good? Couldn't you hold back?"
Still in that weird mood, she asked in a coquettish tone, as if she'd flipped a strange switch.
She was acting so uncharacteristically sweet, it was a little creepy... No, I should just go ahead and call it cute.
In reality, I'd been teased mercilessly until this final act, but there was no point in raining on the parade now.
"...Y-yeah, it felt good."
"Yes! Hmph, how about that, Miki?"
Matsuri looked smug.
I expected Miki to pout and say something like, "Aww, you win again, Matsuri-chan. I'll never beat you," but instead, she gave a slight scowl.
"...Well, that's just common sense."
Looking slightly irritable, Miki swiftly reached out and took hold of my penis again.
She applied pressure with her hand, moving it up and down along the urethra, squeezing out every last drop of semen.
At the same time, she gently gripped my scrotum, kneading it repeatedly for stimulation.
This gradually brought my penis, which had softened after ejaculation, back to partial hardness.
Matsuri, who had been watching, frowned in confusion and spoke.
"What's going on? Did Miki-chan want to 'stroke' it too?"
"Nah, I'll just stroke it with my mouth."
"Huh?"
The moment Matsuri spoke, Miki suddenly took the glans between her lips.
"Ah!"
The sudden unfamiliar sensation assailing my penis made me involuntarily gasp.
Looking down at my groin again, I realized that, no matter how I looked at it, my penis was unmistakably in Miki's mouth.
Warm... and slippery.
This... this is Miki-chan's mouth. My penis is finally in that mouth of Miki-chan's.
The moment that thought registered, blood rushed to my lower body, and my penis began to swell.
Before I could even bask in the emotion, Miki continued sucking me while her tongue flicked the underside of my shaft, causing my glans to swell rapidly.
In less than ten seconds, my penis had fully regained its erection.
"Mmm, it's hard again," Miki said with a satisfied smile, pulling her mouth away from my penis.
It seemed she had regained her good mood.
Miki took the glans back into her mouth and began moving her head slowly back and forth.
Squelch, squelch. The sound of Miki's slick mouth working over my glans echoed in the room.
"Ah..."
The pleasure was so intense, a moan escaped me.
You might think, "Ugh, I don't need to hear a guy's panting," but it just slipped out.
Noticing my reaction, Miki gradually quickened the rhythm of her movements.
Squelch... squelch... squelch...
Even more lewd noises reverberated through the room.
The physical sensation alone was undeniable, but the sight of Miki, her cheeks slightly hollowed in that classic fellatio expression, occasionally glancing up at me with those sultry eyes, was utterly erotic.
The reality of this beautiful girl desperately pursing her lips, her face moving rhythmically as she ravaged my penis, doubled my arousal.
On top of that, Miki seemed to have some kind of policy about fellatio, never using her hands at all—a truly impressive feat.
As these thoughts crossed my mind, I continued steadily climbing toward orgasm. Miki, drawing out a thin thread of saliva, spat out the glans and asked,
"...How's it feel? Does sucking my cock feel good?"
"Y-yes, it's amazing..."
"Right? Even your cock's enjoying it, twitching so much."
Miki glanced at Matsuri's face as she spoke.
Matsuri remained speechless, her expression stunned. Perhaps overwhelmed by the sudden onslaught of intense fellatio, she couldn't find the words.
"Ah, but it's still too soon after coming, so it won't be so easy to climax again, huh?"
With that, Miki took the penis back into her mouth.
Huh? This is getting dangerous. If I come now, she'll probably get mad.
Meanwhile, the glans rhythmically popped in and out of Miki's mouth, making rhythmic gup sounds.
She wasn't just sucking the tip; she was skillfully working the glans and the ridge around it.
Damn it, at this rate, I won't last fifteen seconds. In fact, I might come at any moment.
I faithfully followed the instruction I'd been given: "Tell me when you're about to come."
"Ah, um, if you keep going like this, I-I'm gonna come."
"Mmm?" Miki made a strange noise with her mouth still around my penis, then quickly pulled off with a wet chup.
For a moment, she looked like she was thinking, What am I gonna do with this guy and his premature ejaculation?
"U~mm, let it all out. I know you want to stay hard forever, but it's just not very exciting, you know? ...Matsuri-chan?"
Miki sought her agreement, but Matsuri remained in a daze, her mind clearly elsewhere.
Miki smirked triumphantly.
"Well, I guess we have no choice... Could you please stand up?"
There it was—Miki-chan's "Well, I guess we have no choice."
Without cracking a lame joke like "But it's been hard for ages!" I obediently complied.
My penis, slick with Miki's saliva, was already rock-hard and bent sharply away from my body at an acute angle.
As I stood up, it ended up right in front of both of them, and I felt a little self-conscious.
Whether she sensed my embarrassment or not, Miki knelt down in front of me, opening her mouth wide. "Ahhn..."
"Haaai, this is your oku-tomoko—your oral pussy. Put your oonchun inside here and move it yourself."
It's here!
Finally, Miki-chan's deepthroat.
How many times have I dreamed about this? No, how many times have I fantasized about it?
"But don't go too deep," she said with her usual mischievous grin. "It'll hurt."
Is this a tease? Is she really going through with this?
Nervous but determined, I guided the tip of my penis toward her open mouth.
I pressed the glans against her lower lip once, then, with a confident thrust, slid it into her mouth.
The moment it entered, her lips closed around my shaft, and a warm, wet tongue gently welcomed it.
Am I imagining it, or is her mouth warmer than before? I cautiously began moving my hips.
Slurp, slurp, slurp...
The glistening penis, gleaming wetly, slid in and out of Miki's mouth.
Even the slow, steady rhythm was more than enough to make me feel incredible.
Her teeth never grazed me, her tongue was perfectly positioned, and her saliva production was ample.
Her cute lips, framed by her lovely face, took my penis firmly into her mouth, tightening naturally around it.
Squelch, squelch, squelch...
The saliva kept flowing more profusely.
But at the same time, the pressure of her tightening mouth, combined with the way her face moved with the thrusts, became too much. Unable to resist, I gently pressed down on Miki's head.
Now, with Miki's head held steady, I began thrusting my hips back and forth.
Squelch, squelch, squelch...
Ahh... Damn it. This feels too good.
I was completely treating Miki's mouth like an onahole. This was too intense for a virgin.
This is amazing, Miki-chan's oral hole.
If something like this were for sale, I'd definitely buy it. I'd buy a dozen.
Next to us, Matsuri watched with an expression like she was observing some unknown creature, her eyes fixed intently on the sight of the penis moving in and out of Miki's mouth.
My younger sister watching so closely as I thrust my penis in and out of my friend's mouth...
I didn't really understand the situation, but the sheer abnormality of it all only heightened my arousal.
Unfortunately, I was already nearing my limit.
Even though I was moving slowly, I was so aroused that I couldn't hold back much longer.
But simply reaching climax and ending it so easily would be a waste.
Just then, Miki's words from before I entered her mouth suddenly flashed through my mind:
Deeper... I want you to go deeper inside me.
My mind, nearly paralyzed by arousal, was driven by an overwhelming urge to thrust my penis even deeper inside her.
My thinking had deteriorated to the point where I no longer cared what happened next.
Guided solely by instinct, I pushed my penis deeper into the back of Miki's throat with a wet, sliding sound.
"Ugh..."
Miki let out a soft sound.
I pulled back slightly.
The friction from the glans to the base of the shaft felt incredible.
Unable to resist the pleasure, I thrust deeper again.
"M... mmm... mmmf..."
This time, more than two-thirds of my penis was inside her.
The hands Miki had placed on my knees gripped them tightly.
As I pulled back again, a tingling pleasure shot up my spine.
...Haaah, this is... I can't... I'm gonna come...
Before I do, just one more time... I want to shove my entire penis, all the way to the root, into Miki-chan's mouth...
My heart pounded like a drum: ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump!
Overcome by this single desire, my body moved without hesitation, driving deeper into Miki's mouth with each thrust.
"Ah... Mmmmm...!"
Miki's hands, gripping her knees, tightened further, digging into her flesh.
Ignoring her resistance, I kept my hand pressed against her head, forcing my penis deeper into her mouth with a grueling, relentless motion.
Just a little more... Just a bit further...
"Nnn...!"
Finally, my entire penis was swallowed by Miki's mouth.
...Yes! It's in!
A surge of primal conquest washed over me—the satisfaction of filling Miki's mouth with my cock, coupled with the illicit thrill of violating her.
As these sensations coalesced, my gaze instinctively shifted from the fully engulfed shaft to Miki's contorted face, twisted in agony.
The sight snapped me back to reality. Panicking, I jerked my hips back, the wet friction of her mouth tearing across my penis.
Simultaneously, an unprecedented wave of orgasmic heat crashed over me.
...Oh no! I'm gonna come!
I reflexively tried to pull my penis out of her mouth, but the memory of her anger when I'd sprayed her face flashed through my mind.
Going outside was a bad idea, I thought, confused. Without hesitation, I thrust my hips forward again.
"Ugh...?!"
Dok, dok, dok! My penis began to spurt semen, likely the most intense contractions of the day.
My legs wobbled, but I stood firm, intoxicated by the orgasmic pleasure.
I kept Miki's head pinned until I had emptied every last drop of semen into her mouth.
After savoring the post-orgasmic afterglow, I pulled my penis out with a wet slurp.
As I gradually regained my composure, an overwhelming sense of guilt washed over me for what I'd just done.
Damn it, I forgot to stop her from saying she was going to come again.
No, that's not even the worst of it. I forced my penis deep inside her, and now I've gone and made her swallow my load...
This might be more than just upsetting her.
I watched Miki's every move with bated breath.
I expected her to unleash a torrent of curses the moment she opened her mouth, but instead, she remained silent, beckoning Matsuri over.
"...Huh?"
Matsuri, who had been staring blankly throughout the whole scene, let out a dopey sound.
As Matsuri stumbled closer in response to Miki's gesture, Miki suddenly pressed her lips against Matsuri's mouth.
"Mmmngh?!"
She forced Matsuri's lips apart, smacking wetly as she transferred bodily fluids into her mouth.
Matsuri's face paled, her eyes widening in shock. The unswallowed liquid dripped faintly from the corner of her mouth.
Finally, Miki slowly pulled back, chuckling softly.
"Heh, sharing with Matsuri-chan."
This time, Matsuri closed her mouth, hastily pulled out a tissue, and retched into it.
"Ugh... I accidentally swallowed some... It tastes weird..."
"Huh? Matsuri-chan, you've never drunk it before? You're supposed to drink it normally! It's good for your health!"
"What...?"
Is that true?
Matsuri didn't start rambling about "oh, right..." or anything like that. Instead, she stared in shock at the tissue.
"Anyway, bro... Ugh! I told you not to go so deep!"
Oh no, she's mad.
I practically prostrated myself, dropping to my knees and bowing my head low.
"I'm... I'm so sorry. I just... I got distracted, or excited, or..."
"Haaaah... My mouth... It's been violated by your penis..."
This is bad. I'm going to be branded as the "Imara Man" now.
Trapped, I feel myself about to blurt out something like, "Please, forgive me! I'll pay you, just let me pay!"
"But getting forced every once in a while isn't so bad, is it? So, how was my okuchi?"
"It... it was... absolutely amazing!"
"Absolutely amazing?"
"Y-yes, the most amazing thing ever!"
"Yes! He said it was amazing! Hey, Matsuri-chan, did you hear that?"
Now it's the reverse of what happened earlier.
As if getting her revenge, Miki turns to Matsuri with a triumphant look.
Instead of retorting, Matsuri silently shoots me a resentful glare.
Why is she glaring at me...?
Just then, there's a loud bang from below as the front door slams open with force.
Then came the sound of footsteps, click-clack, click-clack.
The atmosphere froze instantly.
"Ugh, shit!"
That footstep... it's my dad. He's back.
I snapped to attention and glanced at the clock. It's already this late... Ah, right, I started too late today.
And to make matters worse, my dad happened to come home early.
"What? No way!"
Even Miki, usually so composed, was flustered.
She's supposed to be the epitome of propriety. There's no way she'd ever let anyone see her like this—half-naked, love juice dripping down her thighs.
My dad probably wouldn't barge into my room unannounced, but the overpowering smell filling the room, this sperm-soaked futon and sheets... It's a disaster waiting to happen.
The three of us scrambled to get ourselves together, each in our own frantic way.